I really am spoiled living in a major city. There are so many restaurants to choose from and you usually get what you pay for. What a wake up call when we went to the Antique Inn near Penn Yan in upstate New York. The decision to eat here was made mainly based on the weather (pouring rain at our campsite).
The Antique Inn is the place to see and be seen and tables in the main dining room require reservations. Us dumb city folk didn’t know so we were seated in the bar area.
It seemed like everything came fried and battered so we decided to share an order of onion rings and the fried mushrooms. It’s really hard to mess up onion rings, but the mushrooms were so tiny that you could only taste batter.
I chose a bowl of French Onion soup as my meal. This was actually very good but it is also difficult to mess up something that has so much cheese and bread as ingredients. The major problem here was that the bread was so thick that there was no broth to speak of.
My dad and Andrew got the halibut with french fries on the side. My dad said it was “fine” with a smile that I often got from him growing up that meant the opposite of fine. Andrew wasn’t even convinced it was halibut. My parents recently went to a very nice restaurant and ordered the halibut there–it was about an inch thicker, tastier, and not much more expensive than this halibut.
My main beef with the Antique Inn was that it was trying to be something so much more than it was. Reservations? $15 entrees? Really? With this decor? It was insulting.
But please don’t take my word for it. This review will tell you otherwise about the Antique Inn.